Friendly Fire

Scout's up ahead
With his scope to his eye
He returns to warn the troops of stormy weather.

Just as he said
The winds began to rise
They just sat there wishing things Were better.

(Chorus)

So don't put me out babe
Were walkin' on glass and the Cracks in the walls need repair.
I know you feel the same
'Cause when the storm had passed You were still standing there.

They were soaked from the rain
They sat under the tree
All they had was a bottle of Whiskey to chug.

Then shots came
Was it the enemy the scout failed To see?
They were caught off guard with Their guns stuck in the mud.

(Chorus)

All they could hear
Were gunshots and thunder
The sky was black so they couldn't Even see where to aim.

Lightening struck to the rear
And from the light they saw their Brothers
They saw the color gray and Realized their coats were the same.

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